Hi! I Really Like Your Crush Fics From Zzz! I Was Wondering If You Could Do One For Either Nicole Or

Hi! I really like your crush fics from zzz! I was wondering if you could do one for either Nicole or Anby? Whoever you prefer. That would be amazing! Totally understandable if you’d rather not tho! No pressure :)

Hi~ 👋🏼 Thank you for the ask 😊 I sure can do Nicole! Here are some cute headcanons about Nicole when she has a crush:

Subtle Generosity: Nicole, known for being stingy, suddenly starts treating her crush to little things, like snacks or small trinkets, using the excuse of "leftovers" or "extra stock." It’s her way of showing affection without being obvious.

Nicole: "Hey, I had some extra snacks lying around, thought you might like them." She casually tosses a small bag of treats onto the table, trying to act indifferent.

Crush: "Thanks, Nicole! This is really thoughtful of you."

Nicole: "Yeah, well… Don't get used to it." She shrugs, but a faint smile tugs at the corner of her lips.

Clumsy Cunning: Normally sharp and quick-witted, Nicole finds herself stumbling over her words or making silly mistakes when her crush is around. She’ll try to play it off with her usual cunning, but it’s clear she’s off her game.

Nicole: "So, uh, I… I was thinking… maybe we could… I mean, if you’re not busy—" She suddenly drops her pen, cursing under her breath as she scrambles to pick it up.

Crush: "Sure, I’d love to. What were you thinking?"

Nicole: "Oh, um, just… you know, a quick… discussion. About work." She finally retrieves the pen, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Extra Protective: Nicole’s protective instincts kick into high gear. She’ll casually inquire about her crush’s safety and well-being, and if they’re ever in trouble, she’ll drop everything to help, though she’ll insist it’s just business.

Nicole: "I heard there’s been some trouble in that part of town. You’re not planning on going there alone, are you?" Her voice is firm, almost commanding.

Crush: "I was, but I can handle it."

Nicole: "No way. I’ll come with you. Just… to make sure nothing goes wrong." She crosses her arms, leaving no room for argument.

Doodles in the Ledger: Her agency’s ledger, normally filled with serious notes and financial records, starts to have little doodles in the margins—hasty sketches of her crush, hearts, or the two of them together. She’d be mortified if anyone found out.

Nicole: "Where did I put that… Oh, here it is!" She quickly flips the ledger closed, but not before a small sketch of her crush catches their eye.

Crush: "What was that?"

Nicole: "Nothing! Just… just some random doodles. Nothing important." She tries to change the subject, her heart racing.

Awkward Invitations: Nicole awkwardly tries to invite her crush to hang out, often under the guise of "business meetings". She’ll overcompensate by being overly professional, even though it’s clear she just wants to spend time with them.

Nicole: "So, I was thinking… maybe we should, uh, discuss our next job… over dinner?" She fiddles with her nails, trying to sound nonchalant.

Crush: "Dinner sounds great. Are you thinking somewhere specific?"

Nicole: "Yeah, I mean, no… I mean, we could go wherever. It’s just business, after all." She forces a casual shrug, though her pulse quickens.

Uncharacteristic Generosity: Despite her usual financial struggles, Nicole doesn’t hesitate to spend what little money she has on things that might impress or help her crush.

Nicole: "I noticed you were looking at this the other day, so… here." She hands over a small, but expensive, item, avoiding eye contact.

Crush: "Nicole, this is… I don’t know what to say. Thank you."

Nicole: "Don’t mention it. Just… take care of it, okay?" She brushes it off with a wave, but her heart swells with pride.

Eager to Impress: Nicole goes out of her way to show off her skills and knowledge around her crush, whether it’s her street smarts, negotiation tactics, or even her (admittedly lacking) financial acumen. She wants to make sure they see her at her best.

Nicole: "You know, I managed to negotiate that deal down by 30%. Not bad, right?" She leans against the doorframe, a confident smirk on her face.

Crush: "That’s really impressive, Nicole. You’re a natural."

Nicole: "Well, I’ve been doing this for years. You pick up a thing or two." She tries to sound humble, but the compliment makes her beam inside.

Overthinking Everything: Normally decisive, Nicole starts overthinking every interaction with her crush. She’ll replay conversations in her head, analyzing every word and gesture, trying to figure out if her crush feels the same way.

Nicole: "So when you said you liked working with me, did you mean… you know, like in general, or like… specifically?" She tries to sound casual, but there’s a hint of nervousness in her voice.

Crush: "I meant it in every way. You’re great to work with, Nicole."

Nicole: "Oh, okay. Cool. That’s… good to know." She nods, biting her lip as she mentally replays the conversation for the tenth time.

Secretive Smiles: Nicole, who usually keeps a cunning smirk, starts smiling more often when thinking about or interacting with her crush. These smiles are softer and more genuine, something she’s not used to showing.

Crush: "Nicole, did you hear what I said?"

Nicole: "Huh? Oh, yeah, I heard you." She quickly snaps out of her thoughts, a soft smile lingering on her lips. "I was just thinking about how things have been going lately."

Crush: "Good thoughts, I hope?" They raise an eyebrow, curious about the smile.

Nicole: "Yeah, surprisingly good." She glances at them with a warm, almost shy smile before focusing back on the task at hand, the smile still tugging at her lips.

Unexpected Sweetness: Known for her sharp tongue, Nicole starts slipping in unexpected compliments or sweet comments directed at her crush. It catches even her off guard, and she quickly tries to cover it up with a joke or a change of subject.

Crush: "I’m not sure if I did this right. Can you check it for me, Nicole?"

Nicole: "You doubt yourself too much," she says, her voice unusually gentle as she looks over their work. "You're more capable than you give yourself credit for."

Crush: "Thanks, Nicole. That means a lot coming from you."

Nicole: "Don't let it go to your head," she quips, though there’s a softness in her eyes. "But yeah, you did great." She quickly looks away, trying to hide the hint of sweetness that slipped into her tone.

Chapter 2: Settling In

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They arrived at the cabin and stepped inside, finding a small hallway that split off into two separate rooms on either side. The space was cozy, with warm wooden floors and simple, rustic furnishings. The faint scent of pine lingered in the air, adding to the cabin’s welcoming atmosphere.

Harper glanced down at Ebony, his tall frame almost filling the hallway. "So, do you want the lake view room?" he asked, his tone casual, though there was a hint of hopefulness in his voice.

Ebony looked up at him, a puzzled expression crossing her face. "Wait, didn’t you want the cabin because of the view in the first place?" she asked, her eyebrows raising in surprise as she studied his face.

Harper shifted slightly, looking off to the side as he scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Well, I, er... it’s a nice view, so I... honestly thought you might like it. That’s why I wanted this cabin," he confessed, his voice sincere and tinged with shyness.

Ebony felt a warm sensation spread through her chest, touched by his thoughtfulness. She hadn’t expected this gesture, and it caught her off guard in the best way possible. She smiled at him, her expression softening as she looked into his blue eyes. "That’s incredibly sweet of you, Harper. Thank you," she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation.

Harper’s cheeks glowed pink as he smiled down at her, his eyes softening affectionately. "No problem at all, Cara Mia," he replied, his voice gentle and affectionate, the endearment slipping naturally from his lips.

Ebony looked at Harper, puzzled, as she tried to translate ‘Cara Mia’ in her head. The words didn’t seem to fit the context as she understood them in Spanish. Her brows furrowed, confusion evident on her face. "My face?" she questioned, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Harper blinked, momentarily taken aback by her response. He tilted his head slightly, curiosity and amusement playing across his features. "What?" he responded, his tone a blend of confusion and intrigue, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to piece together what she was saying.

Ebony, still baffled, gestured with her hands to emphasize her point. "In Spanish, 'cara mia' means 'my face'. Is that what you meant?" She looked up at him expectantly, her curiosity piqued by the apparent misunderstanding.

For a moment, Harper stared at her, and then he burst into laughter, the sound rich and genuine, echoing through the small cabin. He shook his head, clearly entertained by the unexpected translation. "No, no, that’s not what I meant," he chuckled, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. The laughter in his voice was infectious, and a wide grin spread across his face.

Ebony raised an eyebrow, her curiosity deepening. She crossed her arms and leaned slightly forward, refusing to let the subject drop. "Well, then, what does 'Cara Mia' mean?" she pressed, her eyes narrowing playfully as she waited for his explanation, a teasing smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Harper tried to brush it off with a casual wave of his hand. "Ah, nothing really. Just a nickname! Don't worry about it too much," he said, attempting to sound nonchalant. But despite his effort to appear calm, there was a slight tremor in his voice that betrayed his nerves.

Ebony wasn’t satisfied as she leaned in closer, her expression shifting to exaggerated pleading. With a mischievous glint in her green eyes, she put on her best puppy dog face, her lips forming a pout. "Aw, come on! What does it mean?" she pleaded, her voice adopting a teasing, singsong quality that was hard to resist.

Harper’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, the color spreading across his face like wildfire. He quickly looked away, clearly flustered by her persistent questioning. A sheepish smile played on his lips as he nervously scratched his fingertips with his thumb. "R-really, it’s nothing! Just a little nickname for my new roomie. I-" he began, but his voice trailed off as he struggled to maintain his composure under her relentless teasing. He found himself at a loss for words, captivated by the way she effortlessly drew him in with her charm.

Their conversation was abruptly interrupted by a firm knock on the door. Both Ebony and Harper turned toward the sound, their amusing exchange momentarily paused.

The woman from earlier—the one who had been with Cammi—spoke from the other side of the door. "Hurry up and get settled in, you two. Once everyone is ready, I want everyone to meet by the firepit for orientation." Her tone was a blend of authority and warmth, making it clear she expected them to follow instructions promptly. After delivering her message, her footsteps faded as she walked away, leaving Harper and Ebony alone once more.

Harper turned back to Ebony, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Ah, I guess we should go ahead and get settled in..." he said, his tone carrying a hint of reluctance at ending their conversation. "I shouldn’t take too long, so... do you want to head over together when we’re done?" he suggested, his voice hopeful, almost eager.

Ebony met his gaze, returning his smile with one of her own. "Sure, sounds good! I’ll just be a few minutes," she replied, her voice warm and friendly. There was an easygoing assurance in her tone, as if she was already comfortable with the idea of spending more time with him.

Harper's smile widened, his cheeks flushing a soft pink. "G-great!" he stammered, quickly realizing his nervousness was showing. He coughed awkwardly, glancing away as he tried to regain his composure. "I mean, yeah. Cool, sure..." He let out a nervous laugh, his hand instinctively moving to scratch the tips of his fingers. "I'll be out here when you're done," he added, his voice a bit more controlled.

Ebony couldn’t help but find his nervousness endearing, and she offered him a reassuring smile. "Alright, I won’t take long." With a final exchange of smiles, they both headed into their respective rooms to get settled in.

A modest yet cozy room greeted Ebony as she stepped inside. Warm, rustic wood paneled the walls, giving the room a cabin-like feel. On one wall, a simple bed was positioned with crisp white linens and a green pillow, while on the opposite wall was a dresser and a window with green curtains. A decorative tapestry with a dragonfly added a touch of color to the room, while a clock ticked softly in the background.

It didn't take long for Ebony to set up. She hadn't brought much, just a few essentials and personal items to make the space feel more like home. She placed her duffel bag on the bed and began unpacking. First, she pulled out her clothes, neatly folding them and placing them in the dresser drawers. She then carefully set her acoustic guitar in its case against the wall near the bed, a comforting presence that she knew would help her relax in her downtime.

Ebony pulled out a small, well-worn stuffed animal—a plush cat she'd had since childhood—and placed it on the bed. It was a simple touch, but it brought a sense of familiarity and comfort. She also set a framed photo of her family on the nightstand, a reminder of the loved ones she had back home.

Lastly, she unfurled a vibrant tapestry she had brought along, depicting a scene of ancient Egypt, complete with pyramids and a glowing sunset over the Nile. She pinned it to the wall above the bed, adding a splash of color and a deeper connection to her heritage, making the room feel more personal.

With everything unpacked, Ebony took a final look around, satisfied with the cozy, welcoming atmosphere she had created. The room was small, but it was now filled with touches of her personality. She knew she wouldn't be spending much time here once the campers arrived, but for now, it was a perfect little retreat.

"This should do it," Ebony murmured as she stretched her arms above her head, feeling the slight pull in her muscles as she let out a contented sigh. "It would be nice to chill for a bit, but I guess that's gonna have to wait for later."

As she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she paused to adjust her shirt. The reflection highlighted her tattoo—a Quetzalcoatl bird, intricately detailed with a blend of feathers and scales. The bird’s wings spread gracefully across her left shoulder and upper arm, the vibrant colors standing out against her warm complexion. She traced the lines of the tattoo briefly with her fingers, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Alright, I guess I should head out then. Don’t want to keep everyone waiting," she murmured, giving herself a final once-over in the mirror. Satisfied with her appearance, she gave a determined nod before stepping out of the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

Harper was already there, leaning casually against the wall with a relaxed smile on his face, his tall frame almost dwarfing the narrow hallway. Ebony raised an eyebrow in surprise, her lips curving into a smirk. "Wow, that was fast. Did you just toss all your stuff on the floor or something?" she quipped, her tone teasing.

Harper grinned, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Nah... tossed it all on the bed," he shot back, sticking his tongue out cheekily, revealing silver tongue piercings that gleamed in the light. He winked at her with a playful air. "I do have some standards, you know."

Ebony couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head at his antics. "Standards, huh? I bet it looks like a tornado hit your room," she teased, her tone light and comical as she imagined the chaos he must have created.

Harper chuckled, shaking his head. "Hey, it’s organized chaos," he defended with a grin, clearly not too bothered by her ribbing. He straightened up, his posture becoming more animated as he gestured towards the door. "So, ready to head on over?"

"Yeah! Let's get going," Ebony replied, her enthusiasm evident in the brightness of her green eyes. Together, they made their way out of the cabin, their footsteps in sync as they headed out to join the rest of the group.

Bonds of Love

Headcanons for when Lycaon is in a relationship

Chivalrous and Gentle: Lycaon maintains a gentlemanly demeanor, always polite and considerate towards his partner. He opens doors, pulls out chairs, and carries heavy items, treating his partner with respect and care.

Lycaon smoothly opens the restaurant door with a practiced motion and turns to offer his hand to his partner, a gentle smile on his face. "After you, my dear. A gentleman always serves his beloved," he says warmly. His partner laughs softly, accepting his hand, and responds, "You're always so considerate." Lycaon, his visible eye filled with affection, replies, "It's my pleasure. You deserve nothing but the best," before leaning in to place a soft kiss on the back of their hand, his gaze full of warmth and devotion.

Protective Instincts: With his strong protective nature, Lycaon is always attentive to his partner's safety. He is vigilant and cautious, often positioning himself to shield his partner from potential harm.

As they walked through the crowded market, Lycaon subtly positioned himself between his partner and the bustling throng, his presence a silent shield. When they approached a particularly congested area, he placed a gentle hand on their lower back, guiding them safely through the crowd. Noticing his protective gesture, his partner glanced up with a soft smile. "You always know how to make me feel safe," they said. Lycaon smiled back, applying a reassuring pressure. "It's important to me that you're always protected," he replied warmly, nudging them toward a quieter corner while scanning the area to ensure their comfort and safety.

Romantic Gestures: Lycaon has a romantic side, often surprising his partner with flowers, handwritten notes, or thoughtful gifts. He enjoys planning special dates, such as stargazing nights or quiet dinners, to create memorable moments.

Lycaon approached his partner with a gentle smile, holding a bouquet of their favorite flowers behind his back. With a flourish, he revealed the vibrant blooms. "For you," he said tenderly, his gaze full of adoration. His partner's eyes widened in delight as they took the bouquet, the sweet scent filling their senses. "They're beautiful! What's the occasion?" they asked. Leaning in closer, Lycaon brushed his snout affectionately against their nose before nuzzling their cheek. "Just because I love you," he sweetly whispered. Seeing his partner blush, clearly touched by the heartfelt gesture, filled Lycaon with joy, his heart swelling at their happiness.

Intellectual Conversations: He values deep and meaningful conversations with his partner. Lycaon enjoys discussing literature, philosophy, and other intellectually stimulating topics. He listens intently and appreciates his partner's insights, often engaging in thoughtful debates and sharing his own perspectives.

The soft lighting illuminated the vibrant paintings around Lycaon and his partner as they strolled through the quiet halls of the art museum. Taking a moment to consider a particularly compelling piece, Lycaon leaned in slightly, his expression thoughtful. "The symbolism in this painting is fascinating," he said in a smooth, reflective voice. "The use of color and light by the artist to express emotion and depth is truly remarkable." His partner nodded, their eyes glowing with interest. "I love how the contrast between the shadows and light adds layers of meaning. It’s almost like the painting tells a story without words." Lycaon smiled warmly, holding their hand gently in his. "I appreciate how you see these details. Your observations always provide me with a new layer of understanding I hadn't considered before. It's one of my favorite things about our conversations."

Expressive Affection: Despite his reserved nature, Lycaon is affectionate in his own way. He often expresses his love through gentle touches, such as holding hands, resting his hand on his partner's back, or brushing a stray hair away from their face. His actions are subtle yet deeply meaningful, conveying his care and devotion.

It was a quiet evening as Lycaon sat beside his partner, the room filled with a peaceful silence. Reaching out, he gently took their hand in his, his touch warm and reassuring. A tender smile spread across his face as he leaned in closer to brush a stray hair away from their face. "You always manage to captivate me," he whispered in a soft, sincere tone. A smile spread across his partner's face as they felt the warmth of his touch and the sincerity of his words. "You make me feel so special," they replied, their voice filled with affection. Lycaon's gaze softened, reflecting the depth of his emotions. Leaning closer, he tilted his head slightly, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to their lips. He kissed softly, yet passionately, expressing the depth of his love and devotion. As he pulled back, his thumb gently stroked their cheek. "You are special to me," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper, carrying the weight of his heartfelt words.

Loyal and Committed: Lycaon is incredibly loyal, and once committed to a relationship, he is dedicated and steadfast. He values trust and honesty, making sure to communicate openly with his partner. His commitment is unwavering, and he is always there to support and stand by his partner, no matter the circumstances.

Sitting on the couch with his partner, Lycaon gently took their hands in his, his grip firm yet comforting. Taking a deep look into their eyes, he spoke steadily, with a sense of sincerity in his voice. "You know I'll always be here for you, right? No matter what," he said, a look of unwavering commitment on his face. Feeling the warmth and reassurance in his words, they smiled softly, the tension easing from their body. "I do, and it means the world to me," they replied, their voice touched with emotion. Lycaon's expression softened even more as he leaned in, lifting their hands to his lips as he kissed them tenderly and with affection. "Good," he murmured, his voice soft and intimate. "Because you mean the world to me."

Soft and Vulnerable Moments: Lycaon feels comfortable showing his softer side with his partner. He opens up about his fears, dreams, and insecurities, trusting his partner with his innermost thoughts.

As they lay together in the dim light of the bedroom, Lycaon stared at the ceiling, a shadow of worry crossing his features. He took a deep breath, gathering the courage to voice his thoughts. "Sometimes, I worry that I might not be enough for you," he confessed softly. "That I might fail you in some way." His partner gently took his hand, their fingers lacing together in a comforting grip. "You never have to worry about that," they assured him, their tone filled with warmth and sincerity. "You're more than enough for me, just as you are." A small, relieved smile formed on Lycaon's lips as he turned to face them, their words soothing his fears. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. His lips pressed tenderly against their foreheads as he found deep comfort and reassurance in their presence.

Playful Teasing: Lycaon enjoys a playful dynamic with his partner. While he is usually composed, he sometimes teases his partner in a lighthearted manner, enjoying the banter and the smiles it brings. His teasing is always gentle and affectionate, never crossing the line into hurtful territory.

As they worked side by side in the kitchen, preparing a meal, Lycaon noticed his partner struggling to open a jar of sauce. With a playful grin, he stepped closer, leaning over their shoulder. "Need a big, strong wolf to help with that?" he teased in a light and affectionate manner. They rolled their eyes with a mock sigh, handing him the jar. "Oh, please. Show me your amazing strength," they replied, playing along with the banter. Chuckling, Lycaon effortlessly twisted the lid off the jar and handed it back, his gaze twinkling with amusement. "There you go, just as requested," he said with a dramatic flourish. "Always happy to lend my mighty strength." His partner laughed, shaking their head. "You and your teasing," they said, nudging him playfully. "It's a good thing you're cute." Lycaon’s grin widened as he leaned in to kiss the tip of their nose. "And it's a good thing you love my teasing," he countered, his voice softening with fondness.

Supportive Partner: He is incredibly supportive of his partner's goals and aspirations. Lycaon is always there to offer encouragement, advice, and a listening ear. He celebrates their achievements with genuine pride and offers comfort and reassurance during challenging times.

As his partner walked into the room, Lycaon immediately rose to greet them, a proud smile on his face. "You did amazing," he said warmly, wrapping them in a gentle hug. "I knew you would impress everyone." Despite their exhaustion, they smiled with relief. "It was nerve-wracking, but I'm glad it's over." Guiding them to sit down, Lycaon held their hands and looked into their eyes, his expression sincere. "You were incredible. Your dedication and hard work truly shone through," he reassured, his voice filled with pride. Leaning in, he pressed a gentle kiss to their forehead. "Let's celebrate your success tonight. You deserve it."

Quiet Companionship: Lycaon appreciates quiet moments with his partner, where they can simply enjoy each other's presence without the need for words. Whether it's reading together, taking a leisurely walk, or sitting in comfortable silence, these moments are cherished as they reflect the deep connection and understanding between them.

Lycaon sat beside his partner on the couch, a book resting in his hands as the soft glow of the lamp cast a warm light over them. Occasionally, he glanced over at his partner, a soft smile playing on his lips as they were engrossed in their book. They shifted slightly, leaning into Lycaon's side, finding comfort in his presence. Without a word, they continued reading, savoring the quiet intimacy of the moment. As he breathed in deeply, Lycaon gently rested his head against theirs, feeling content in the shared quiet, enjoying the simple joy of being together without words.

Rituals and Traditions: Lycaon enjoys establishing rituals and traditions with his partner. Whether it's a weekly date night, a special way of celebrating anniversaries, or simple daily routines like morning coffee together, he finds comfort and joy in these shared experiences.

Every morning, Lycaon rises early to brew a pot of coffee, carefully preparing it just the way his partner likes it. He arranges two cups on the kitchen island, adding a small vase of fresh flowers to brighten the space. When his partner enters the kitchen, they're greeted by the comforting aroma of coffee. A smile spreads across their face as they approach the island. "Good morning," they say softly, taking a place next to Lycaon. Pouring the coffee into their cups, Lycaon hands one to his partner, his gaze warm with love. "Good morning," he replies. "Did you sleep well?" They share a quiet moment, savoring the start of the day together. Taking a sip, they nod, enjoying the rich flavor. "I did, thanks to you," they say, their voice filled with adoration. "These mornings are my favorite." Smiling, Lycaon sets his cup down and wraps an arm around his partner, pulling them closer. He leans in, placing a gentle kiss on their forehead. "Mine too," he murmurs.

Feral Protective Instincts: Though outwardly sophisticated and rational, Lycaon's innate feral character reveals itself when his partner is in danger. His usually composed demeanor gives way to a fierce protectiveness. He becomes intensely focused and assertive, ensuring that any threat is swiftly dealt with.

As Lycaon and his partner strolled through the bustling marketplace, enjoying the vibrant atmosphere, an aggressive individual suddenly approached them, visibly angry and raising their voice. Instantly, Lycaon's demeanor shifted, his usually calm expression turning dangerous as a low, warning growl rumbled from his throat. He stepped protectively in front of his partner, his posture aggressive. "Is there a problem here?" he growled, his voice deep and menacing, baring his sharp teeth in a silent snarl. The sudden display of his feral nature caused the aggressor to falter, clearly intimidated by the quiet but profound threat in Lycaon’s unwavering stance. "It would be best for you to move along now," he continued, his voice cold and commanding. Seeing Lycaon’s protective instincts in action, his partner felt both reassured and awed by his fierce loyalty. "It's alright," they whispered, gently placing a hand on his arm to calm him. As the aggressor backed away, clearly unnerved, Lycaon gradually relaxed. He turned to his partner, his expression softening significantly. Reaching out, he gently caressed their cheek, his touch tender and protective. "I won't let anyone harm you," he promised in a low, sincere voice.

Can I request headcanons for Von Lycaon with shy gn s/o please?

Of course 😊 My apologies, I have been busy at work these past couple of weeks. Here it is!

Headcanons for Lycaon with a Shy Significant Other:

Gentle Encouragement: Lycaon would be mindful of his partner's shyness, gently encouraging them to step out of their comfort zone while always being supportive.

During the gathering, Lycaon noticed his partner standing off to the side, their posture slightly tense and their eyes scanning the room with a hint of anxiety. He could see them overwhelmed, so he made his way over with a warm, reassuring smile. Gently taking their hand, he leaned in close, his voice soft and inviting. "Would you like to join me?" he asked, his tone filled with understanding, ensuring they knew there was no pressure. His partner hesitated momentarily, flickering between him and the crowd. Sensing their uncertainty, Lycaon gently squeezed their hand, his thumb lightly stroking the back of their hand. "We can find a quieter spot," he added, his visible eye full of encouragement and warmth. When they nodded, still hesitant, he guided them with care, leading them away from the bustling crowd and toward a more secluded corner where they could feel more at ease. Once they reached the quieter area, Lycaon turned to them, his expression tender. "Is this better?" he asked, his voice still low and comforting. When they nodded, a small, relieved smile crossing their face, Lycaon couldn’t help but smile back. "I’m glad," he said softly, his hand still holding theirs, providing a steady source of comfort and reassurance. "I’m here with you, always."

Protective and Reassuring: Lycaon would naturally take on a protective role, ensuring his partner feels safe and supported in social situations.

As they walked through the crowded marketplace, Lycaon instinctively positioned himself between his partner and the throng of people, his tall frame acting as a subtle barrier. He noticed their shoulders tense and the slight discomfort in their expression. Without a word, he gently placed a steady hand on the small of their back, his touch firm but comforting. "I’m right here," he murmured softly, leaning close enough for them to hear above the noise. His voice was low and reassuring, grounding them amidst the chaos. His partner glanced up at him, visibly more at ease with his presence. Lycaon offered a warm, protective smile, keeping his hand at their back as they continued walking through the crowd. "You don’t have to worry," he added quietly, his tone gentle. "I’ve got you." His protective nature radiated through his calm demeanor, ensuring they felt safe and supported as they navigated the bustling marketplace.

Understanding Silence: He would understand that sometimes his partner might not want to speak, and he would be comfortable sharing quiet moments with them, providing comfort through his presence alone.

One evening, as they sat together, Lycaon noticed his partner was quieter than usual, their expression thoughtful yet withdrawn. Instead of asking, he simply reached over, gently entwining his fingers with theirs. The silence between them was peaceful, filled with mutual understanding. Lycaon’s thumb traced soothing circles on the back of their hand, his touch warm and reassuring. Without a word, he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to their temple, lingering just long enough to let them know he was there, his presence a silent source of comfort and love.

Thoughtful Gestures: Lycaon would be attentive to the small things that bring his partner comfort, often surprising them with thoughtful gestures that speak volumes.

As Lycaon knew his partner preferred quieter, more intimate settings, he planned everything perfectly. As his partner arrived, they found a cozy blanket already spread out under the stars, surrounded by the soft flicker of candlelight casting a warm glow. Lycaon smiled softly as they approached, his gaze reflecting the same warmth as the candles. "I thought you might enjoy some peace and quiet," he said, his voice gentle as he gestured for them to sit beside him. Taking their hand, he added with a tender squeeze, "I wanted this to be special, just for us." His partner settled in beside him, a soft smile playing on their lips. "You always know exactly what I need," they whispered, their voice filled with affection. Lycaon leaned in closer, brushing a soft kiss against their forehead. "Because I pay attention to what makes you happy," he murmured, his hand still holding theirs as they both basked in the peaceful moment under the stars.

Patience and Gentle Communication: He would be patient with his partner’s shyness, always taking the time to communicate in a way that makes them feel comfortable and valued.

When his partner hesitated, struggling to find the right words, Lycaon leaned in, his presence calm and reassuring. "Take your time," he whispered softly, his visible eye brimming with patience and warmth. "I’m here to listen whenever you’re ready." He reached out and gently took their hand, his touch comforting. "There’s no rush," he added, his voice a soothing anchor. His gentle approach, full of understanding, made them feel valued and safe, knowing Lycaon would always give them the space they needed to open up at their own pace.

Encouraging Independence: While protective, Lycaon would also encourage his partner to be independent, helping them build confidence in their own abilities.

Lycaon stood close by his partner’s side, noticing their nervousness as they prepared to address the small group. He leaned in just enough for his voice to reach them, his tone calm and reassuring. "You’ve got this," he whispered, his visible eye filled with quiet confidence. His hand brushed lightly against their arm in a subtle, supportive gesture. As his partner stepped forward, Lycaon took a small step back, giving them space while staying close enough to provide comfort. His presence remained steady, silently reminding them that he was there if needed. When they glanced back nervously, he offered a warm nod, his gaze full of encouragement. "I’m right here," he mouthed, a small smile on his lips, ready to catch them if they faltered but proud to let them take the lead.

Starlight Flutters

Here are some cute headcanons for Billy Kid when he has a crush:

Starlight Hero Persona: Billy adopts a more heroic persona around his crush, often quoting lines from "Starlight Knight" and trying to emulate the show's protagonists.

Billy: "In the name of justice, I vow to protect you! No harm shall come your way while I'm around!"

Crush: "Are you quoting Starlight Knights again?"

Billy: "Maybe, but I mean every word!"

Over-the-Top Gestures: He tends to make grand, dramatic gestures to show his affection, like showing up with a bouquet or performing a flashy stunt to grab their attention.

Billy, arrives with a dramatic flourish, bowing slightly: "For you, a token of my admiration!" hands over a bouquet of holographic flowers.

Crush, laughs, clearly amused and touched: "You didn't have to go all out, but thank you!"

Billy, his voice warm and sincere: "Anything for my favorite person."

Nervous Energy: Despite his confident exterior, Billy gets nervous around his crush. He fidgets with his hands and his voice may rise a notch higher when he's excited or flustered.

Billy, fidgeting with his hands: "So, um, do you... like movies? I mean, of course you do, who doesn't, right?"

Crush, smiling: "Yeah, I do. Got any recommendations?"

Billy: "Oh, totally! I've got a list! Uh, maybe we could watch one together sometime?"

Show-Off Moments: Billy loves to showcase his skills, especially with his custom-made revolvers, "the girls." He might challenge others to friendly duels or display impressive marksmanship to catch his crush's eye.

Billy, pulls off a perfect trick shot: "Not bad, huh? Just a little something I picked up from Starlight Knight."

Crush: "Wow, that's impressive! You're really good."

Billy, trying to act casual: "Oh, it's nothing. Just, you know, a hobby."

Special Attention: He gives special attention to his crush, remembering small details about their likes and dislikes. Whether it's their favorite snack or a specific hobby, Billy tries to incorporate these into his interactions with them.

Billy: "I remember you mentioned liking spicy food, so I brought you this hot sauce. It's got a kick, just like you!"

Crush, surprised: "You remembered? That's so sweet. Thank you, Billy."

Billy: "Of course! Anything to see you smile."

Protective Stance: Billy becomes protective of his crush, always positioning himself in a way that he can keep an eye on them. He wants to ensure they're safe and will step in if he senses any danger.

Billy steps in front of his crush: "Hey, stay close. I’ve got this covered. No one's getting past me."

Crush: "You don't have to do this, Billy."

Billy: "I know, but I want to. It's my job to keep you safe."

Clumsy Sweetness: When Billy gets flustered, he can become adorably clumsy, sometimes tripping over his own feet or dropping things. He laughs it off, hoping his crush finds it endearing rather than awkward.

Billy, stumbles slightly, almost dropping a package: "Whoops! That was... not supposed to happen."

Crush, giggles: "Are you okay?"

Billy, laughing nervously: "Yeah, just distracted by... something, or someone."

Secret Glances: He often steals glances at his crush when he thinks they’re not looking. 

Crush, catches Billy staring: "What is it? Something on my face?"

Billy, his voice faltering slightly with a hint of nervousness: "No, no! Just... admiring the view."

Crush, teasingly: "Smooth."

Confiding in Nicole: Billy confides in Nicole, seeking her advice on how to approach his crush. 

Billy: "Nicole, what do I do? I can't stop thinking about them, but what if I mess it up?"

Nicole, smirking: "Just be yourself, Billy. And maybe tone down the Starlight Knight lines a bit."

Acts of Service: He goes out of his way to do small, helpful things for his crush. Whether it's fixing a malfunctioning gadget or finding something they’ve misplaced, Billy is always eager to lend a hand.

Billy: "Hey, I noticed your bike was making a weird noise, so I tightened the chain and oiled the gears."

Crush: "You did that for me? Wow, thank you so much!"

Billy, rubbing the back of his neck: "It's no big deal, really. I just wanted to help."

Can you write rina from zzz x gn reader fluff

I sure can! 😄 Here are some sweet headcanons about Rina when she has a crush:

Subtle Nervousness: Despite her usual calm demeanor, Rina becomes slightly flustered around her crush, fiddling with her gloves or adjusting her hair more often than usual.

Rina: "Oh, I seem to have been fussing with my gloves... again." She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, offering a soft smile.

Crush: "You look great, no need to worry." They give her a reassuring nod.

Rina: "Thank you... That means a lot coming from you." She quickly glances away, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.

Overly Polite: Rina’s already impeccable manners become even more pronounced when speaking to her crush, with extra emphasis on courtesy.

Rina: "Please, after you. It would be my greatest pleasure." She inclines her head slightly in respect.

Crush: "You’re always so thoughtful, Rina." They smile warmly as they walk past her.

Rina: "It’s only proper to treat someone like you with the utmost courtesy." She follows behind, her heart fluttering.

Culinary Experimentation: Rina tries to impress her crush by cooking dishes she’s never made before, even if they don’t turn out well.

Rina: "I... tried a new recipe. I hope it’s to your liking." She watches closely as they take a bite.

Crush: "This is... different. But I appreciate the effort, Rina." They give her a supportive smile.

Rina: "I’m relieved. Perhaps next time, I’ll perfect it just for you." She clasps her hands together, her nervousness easing slightly.

Extra Care in Appearance: Rina spends even more time ensuring her appearance is perfect before meeting her crush, checking her reflection multiple times.

Rina: "Does this attire seem appropriate? I wonder if it's too much..." She smooths down her skirt, glancing up at them.

Crush: "You always look amazing, Rina. You really don’t need to worry." They offer her a warm smile.

Rina: "Your reassurance is... comforting. Thank you." She gives them a sincere look, feeling more at ease.

Gentle Teasing: She starts playfully teasing her crush in subtle ways, something she rarely does with others.

Rina: "You seem to be quite the charmer today. Should I be cautious?" She tilts her head, a soft smile playing on her lips.

Crush: "Only if it means I get to see you smile more." They wink at her.

Rina: "Flattery will get you everywhere, it seems." She chuckles softly, a genuine smile breaking through.

Seeking Their Opinion: Rina asks for her crush’s opinion on matters she normally wouldn’t, showing she values their perspective.

Rina: "What do you think of this arrangement? I’d love to hear your thoughts." She steps closer, her focus entirely on them.

Crush: "It’s beautiful, but with your touch, I’m not surprised." They gently brush a petal, looking back at her.

Rina: "Your approval means more to me than you know." She gives them a warm smile, feeling a sense of pride.

Blushing Bangboo: Drusilla, who is in tune with Rina's emotions, sometimes lets slip Rina's feelings by making playful comments.

Drusilla: "Rina, you’re blushing again. Should I fetch some cold water?" The Bangboo giggles, nudging her lightly.

Rina: "Drusilla, please... That won’t be necessary." She tries to suppress a blush, avoiding her crush’s gaze.

Crush: "I’m curious, what makes you blush, Rina?" They lean in slightly, intrigued.

Rina: "Just... the warmth of the moment, I suppose." She smiles shyly, her heart racing.

Frequent Assistance: Rina finds excuses to assist her crush, even in minor tasks, just to spend more time with them.

Rina: "Here, let me assist you with that. It’s no trouble at all." She carefully takes the item from their hands, her focus unwavering.

Crush: "You’re always so helpful, Rina. Thank you." They smile appreciatively.

Rina: "It’s my pleasure... especially when it’s you who needs the help." She gives them a meaningful look before continuing.

Uncharacteristic Forgetfulness: She occasionally forgets small details when talking to her crush, something very unlike her usual precise nature.

Rina: "I’m terribly sorry, what was I saying? It seems you have a distracting effect on me." She chuckles softly, shaking her head.

Crush: "I’m flattered! But don’t worry, it’s kind of endearing." They give her a reassuring grin.

Rina: "Endearing, you say? That’s a new one for me." She smiles, her usual composure slipping charmingly.

Daydreaming: Rina might catch herself daydreaming about her crush, only to snap back to reality with a slight smile.

Crush: "Rina, are you with me?" They gently squeeze her arm, concern in their voice.

Rina: "Ah, my apologies, I was just... thinking of something pleasant." She smiles, a soft, dreamy look still in her eyes.

Crush: "I hope it was something good." They smile back, intrigued by her expression.

Rina: "Very much so." She gives them a meaningful glance before returning to the conversation, a small smile lingering on her lips.